Prologue
Every night Fiyero tossed and turned unsure of what to do. Ever since his almost kiss with Elphaba, he had been completely confused and unsure of his next move. He couldn't help being taken in by the sudden rush of emotions he felt every time we thought about her. But how could that even be possible, he asked himself every day and even more at night. She was far too smart and too ... wonderful to ever stoop to his level. He believed he'd be forever stuck with only girls like Glinda who were far more interested in his title than himself. With these thoughts, he tortured himself every night to the point where the nightmares came.